Chapter 483 Snow City Believers
Two days later, as the weather grew colder, frost and fog descended upon Snow City early in the morning, obscuring the warning lights that served as watchtowers. The coastal area was practically invisible.

In this kind of weather, unpredictable things are bound to happen. In addition, with this cold season, the spirit moths either hibernate or reach the end of their lifespan in a summer or autumn. The clan's defense can only rely entirely on the mages.

However, there was no other way; they still had to leave.

Because of Asha's invitation, he had to go to the Parthenon Temple, and he also needed to learn some magic techniques related to blessings.

Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan went together out of boredom, or rather, they were forcibly dragged along. Fang Yu went because, if he remembered correctly, there was a cerebral palsy guy who coveted Asha Ruya!
After making some preparations, the three of them boarded a plane and set off.

"Purple!"

Not long after, Zhao Manyan suddenly said with a solemn expression.

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, and hurriedly stood up, wanting to see the ground from the airplane window.

He instinctively felt that this kind of weather might bring some unknown danger. Hearing Zhao Manyan mention purple, he felt a pang of worry.

Could it be a purple alert?!

"Tsk tsk, I never expected that such an innocent-looking flight attendant would be wearing such a seductive purple outfit underneath. It seems that flying has left her feeling very empty. Russian girl, I haven't tried her yet." Zhao Manyan took out a small notebook with colorful national flag icons on it.

"Go to hell!" Mo Fan spat a mouthful of water onto Zhao Manyan's face.

Zhao Manyan looked bewildered, not understanding why Mo Fan suddenly started swearing.

Fang Yu watched Zhao Manyan show off silently from the side, while his notebook recorded all the beautiful women around the world he had hit home runs with.

……

Upon arriving in Greece, the entire country was shrouded in a thin, silvery veil of snow, serene and sacred.

Many devout women from the Parthenon, dressed in ice-blue floor-length gowns, gently trod on the snow-covered carpet with their bare white feet, leaving neat and delicate rows of footprints in every shop and residence—a kind of sacred blessing.

For many devout people, this is a great honor, but for men like Fang Yu, Mo Fan, and Zhao Manyan who don't really believe in the Parthenon, even those without a foot fetish are aroused. Just following behind and admiring the scenery is an endless enjoyment.

They were all just ordinary women, but for men, a group of them meant they were all of superior quality, and even just following along was a kind of enjoyment...

Moreover, such a magnificent sight is hard to find in other countries. There are even many tourists from other European countries lining both sides of the street, who have traveled thousands of miles just to witness this visual feast.

"That woman at the very front, wow, I can't take it anymore," Zhao Manyan said, pointing to Xue Xin's female leader.

Along the street, there were twelve groups of Snow Maidens. After walking barefoot through the important streets of the city, they gathered at the city center, the Sacred Mountain Square, and surrounded their leaders.

From the three of them, all they could see was the leader's back. Her figure, as supple as a willow branch, was held in a cradling pose, her long, straight legs, like works of art, were elegantly stretched out, and her curly brown hair fell down.
She was as still as a silver sculpture in the snow, exuding nobility yet so kind and approachable, captivating people yet making them unwilling to defile her.

"Could she be Xin Xia?" Zhao Manyan suddenly realized something and asked cautiously.

"No."

Fang Yu shook his head firmly, then said, "It's a fox, Saintess Asha'ruya!"

"Well, although she is one of the few truly stunning beauties I've ever seen in this world, I guarantee she's definitely not on my conquest list," Zhao Manyan said, shaking his head.

From a judge's perspective, Asha's Ruya is indeed very beautiful. She has a golden ratio figure that all Eastern women envy. Not only is she not reserved in the right places, but her round and full parts are also perfectly firm. It's just that her personality is hard to describe!

The twelve teams of snow-footed nuns formed an olive blossom pattern and left a patch of snow in the very center of the sacred mountain square, which looked like an elegant white stage.

At this moment, a man dressed in a black suit appeared out of nowhere. Like a prince who had accidentally wandered into the Snow Elf Kingdom, he moved with a nimble and skillful dance step, leaving snow tracks of varying depths but very regular patterns. He approached Asha's Riya with an air of dark charm and nobility.

As if by magic, he produced a black olive flower. He first tried to give Asha's hand a gentlemanly kiss, but Asha avoided it. At this moment, the man's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, but he still placed the black olive flower behind Asha's ear.

Seeing this, Fang Yu realized that Asha Ruya knew to be more discreet when she invited him over.

The next moment, the man in the black tuxedo invited Asha'sya to dance.

Seeing the man slowly approaching Asha's, Fang Yu's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Just as the man was about to take Asha's hands, Fang Yu suddenly appeared, and at the same time, spatial power erupted and spread out.

At that moment, the man in the black suit was horrified to discover that he could not move an inch.

"This is……"

When Fang Yu suddenly appeared, disrupting the ceremony's performance, everyone present was shocked!
"Who are you!"

"They really did make a move!"

The man in the black suit and Asa Xinya spoke at the same time.

"You're not surprised at all that I made a move?" Fang Yu stared at Asha's mother.

“This is confidence in my own charm!” Asahi’s eyes flickered, and she said with a smile.

"Little fox, I'll deal with you later."

After Fang Yu finished speaking, he turned to look at the man in the black suit and said, "Turs, you have quite the nerve to take advantage of my wife!"

"you……"

Turs was taken aback when he heard this.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Asha'ruya said, embarrassed and angry, never expecting Fang Yu to say something so shocking.

"Let's collect some interest!" Fang Yu joked.

"You're... playing me!" Turs's face darkened. He hadn't expected to be tricked and angrily said, "I come from the Forbidden Spell Clan. Do you know the meaning of the Forbidden Spell Clan? Do you know the consequences of offending me!"

"What consequences? You frog in a well, thinking you can become king just because of a forbidden spell title!" Fang Yu scoffed. With his current abilities, he didn't believe that a forbidden spell with a severely declining state could do anything to him.

"You!" Turs was enraged by Fang Yu's arrogance. They knew their family was renowned throughout Europe.

Even the saints of Parthenon had to give them some face.

The Parthenon valued his power even more, and several saints wanted his support, but this man showed him no respect whatsoever.

"You're asking for death!" Turs roared, trying to break the spatial suppression and teach Fang Yu a lesson.

But the next moment, he realized he had overthought things. This person's spatial mastery was so high, and the spatial pressure he released was so strong, that it was simply beyond his ability to crack.

what……

The next moment, as the pressure increased sharply, Turs' face turned pale, his whole body convulsed, and his bones shifted.

"Fang Yu, wait..."

Just then, a knight dressed in golden robes hurriedly came between the two. He was a golden knight, but he also possessed the Temple Lord's Medal. His blue scalp stood out in the crowd.

"uncle!"

Turs was overjoyed to see his savior, but he could already sense Fang Yu's murderous intent, and at this moment, he was truly afraid.

"You want to step in?" Fang Yu asked, looking at the man.

He had seen this man before; his name was Poseidon!
The titled knight of Parthenon.

In an era without goddesses, those who could obtain this title possessed formidable strength.

Furthermore, with the birth of the goddess, he received the highest blessing of Parthenon's divine soul power, making ordinary forbidden spells utterly ineffective against him.

But Fang Yu is not afraid of him at all now.

“My nephew has been somewhat rude. Please forgive him. For the sake of the Parthenon ceremony, please stop!” Poseidon advised.

He knew a bit about Fang Yu; he was the one who almost shattered the Parthenon. Who knew how powerful he had become over the years?

Therefore, he did not want to confront Fang Yu head-on.

"Let him go," Asahi quickly advised.

She couldn't let Fang Yu kill the other party, after all, she was the one who invited the Turs family.

She also needs the Tulls family; they possess the methods to deal with the Titans!
"Be more careful next time, or I won't be so lenient," Fang Yu said.

Although she knew that keeping Asa Xinya around would be a disaster, today was an important day for Parthenon, and it was not a good time to make a move.

At this moment, when Turs saw Poseidon treating Fang Yu with courtesy, he realized that he seemed to have run into a brick wall!
Similarly, this puzzled Turs greatly, as this person showed no fear of his family.

The interlude ended with Tulls Grey slipping away, but the Parthenon ceremony continued.

……

After the solemn ceremony, the three headed towards Mount Parthenon, where they happened to encounter the devout women returning to the mountain. They were all chatting and laughing, talking about ordinary things, and seemed more energetic than when they were on the street.

As darkness fell, the Parthenon held a banquet in the Faith Hall, which was attended by 144 devout women, as well as some guests who had traveled from afar.

One of the guests was none other than Turs, who had been reprimanded by Fang Yu earlier.

Fang Yu, Mo Fan, and Zhao Manyan were among those invited to the banquet, and they had the guarantees of two holy maidens.

The Parthenon's banquet was very formal, so the three of them found a secluded spot, sat there admiring the beautiful girls, and ate and drank to their hearts' content.

“That one, that one, I noticed her on the street, those slender, white legs of hers, I could play with them all night and not get tired of them!” Zhao Manyan pointed to one of the Xue Xin women who had changed her clothes and said.

"The key question is, can you even play it?" Fang Yu asked.

"Can you please stop being such a spoilsport?" Zhao Manyan said, displeased.

"Why don't you give it a try!" Fang Yu encouraged.

"Let's go!" Zhao Manyan said decisively. His little diary recorded the nationalities of Greek beauties, which were still lacking!
Mo Fan also left because he saw Ye Xinxia appear.

Seeing this, Fang Yu also got up and left, heading towards where Asa Xinya was.

Asahi was definitely the most dazzling woman in Parthenon tonight, without a doubt!

Seeing Fang Yu approaching, Asha Xinya took the initiative to greet him.

Today, she could only tolerate Turs's excessive behavior because she needed support. But Fang Yu solved the problem for her, and even pleaded for him himself; the Turs family owed her a favor!

"You've got a good plan. You sent me here to help you suppress Turs so you can subdue them more easily," Fang Yu said, glancing at him.

"You can't bear to see him succeed, can you?" Asha'ruya said confidently.

"Heh! I didn't even wait for my hand!" Fang Yu scoffed.

"This just proves that you are more competitive than him."

"I want more, what do you suggest?" Fang Yu said, putting his arm around Asha's waist and inhaling her fragrance.

“I’m not a woman who can be easily fooled by you!” Asahi said, frowning.

Since meeting Fang Yu, she has thoroughly investigated his affairs, and she knows that he has been involved with more than one woman.

(End of this chapter)

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